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Wc claim )io kinsmen among I 'irginia\s enemies,' saj's 
Meh Ladyr ' 

> > ^ ^ MEH LADY 



NEW YORK, 1893 ^ ^ ^ 

Copyright, 1887, 1893, by 
Charles Scribner's Sons 



"" 'Wc claim no kinsmen among ]lrginias enemies^ 

says ]\Ic/i Lady.'' Frontispiece. 

*' S/ic say s/ic ain' hcgrndgc /ii)n, but sJic love him 

so muchr Page 8. 

" She talk mighty sorf but mighty 'terminated likeT 

Page II. 

*' Oh / she snfn'y did pomper him, readin^ to him 
oiLt d books, an' set tin by him on de pdeh." 

Page 27. 

''An' he wnz holdin' her hand, talk in' right stndy." 

Page 33. 

'''An sometimes I'd bring de mtile for her to ride 
home ef she been up de nigJit befd zuid Mistis." 

Page 46. 

" Go 'zuay, Marster, who gzvine name gent' man 
after a ole nigger f " Page 70. 







A Story of the War 

ON' dat Phil go 'stracted when he gits a 
pike on de een o' dis feller ! " 

The speaker was standing in the dog- 
wood bushes just below me, for I was on the embank- 
ment, where the little foot-path through the straggling 
pines and underbrush ran over it. He w^as holding 
in his hand a newly-peeled cedar fishing-pole, while a 
number more lay in the path at the foot of the old 

I watched him for a moment in silence, and then 
said : 

'* Hello ! Uncle, what are you doing ? " 

" Gittin' fishin'-poles for de boys, suh," he an- 
swered promptly and definitely. " We's spectin' 
'em soon." Then he added confidentially : 

" Dee won' have none from nowhar else at all, 

2 Meh Ladr 

suh ; dee done heah dee ma tell how Marse Phil used 
to git poles right heah 'pon dis heah ridge, an' dee 
oon' fling a line wid nay urr sort o' pole at all. Dat 
Phil he mo' like Marse Phil dan he like he pa; 
sometimes I think he Alarse Phil done come back 
agin — he's he ve'y spi't an' image." 

"Who are the boys.?" I asked, taking a seat on 
the moss-covered breastwork. 

"Hi! we all's boys — Meh Lady's. De fish run- 
nin' good now, an' dee'll be heah toreckly. Dee up 
in New York now, but me an' Hannah got a letter 
from 'em yistidy. You cyarn' keep 'em dvah long 
after fish 'gins to run ; no suh, dat you cyarn'. Dat 
Phil, I boun', studyin' 'bout dis pole right now." 
A short laugh of delight followed the reflection. 

" How many are there ^. " 

"Fo' on 'em, suh, wid de little gal, an' she jes' like 
Meh Lady wuz at her age, tryin' to keep up wid her 
brurrs, an' do ev'ything dee do. Lord ! suh, hit 
cyars me back so sometimes, I mos' furgit de ain' 
nuver been no war nor nuttin'. Yes, suh, dee tu'ns 
de house upside down when dee comes, jes' like 
Marse Phil an' jSIeh Lady. Um — m ! [making that 
peculiar sound so indescribably suggestive], dee used 
to jes' teoh de wuU to pieces. You see, after Marse 

Meh Lady ? 

Jeems die' an' lef Mistis heah wid jes' dem two, she 
used to gi' 'em dee head, an' dee all over de planta- 
tion. Meh Lady (de little white Mistis,) in her 
little white apron wid her curls all down in her eyes, 
used to look white 'mong dem urr chil'ns as a clump 
o' blackberry blossoms 'mong de blackberries. I 
don' keer what Hannah do wid dat hyah it wouldn' 
lay smoove. An' her eyes ! I b'lieve she laugh mo' 
wid 'em 'n wid her mouf. She wuz de light o' dis 
plantation ! When she'd come in you' house 'twuz 
like you'd shove back de winder an' let piece o' de 
sun in on de flo' — you could almos' see by her ! An' 
Marse Phil, he used to wyah her ! I don' keer whar 
you see one, dyah turr, she lookin' up at him, pushin' 
her hyah back out her big brown eyes, an' tryin' to 
do jes' what he do. When Marse Phil went byah- 
footed, she had to go byah-footed too, an' she'd toller 
him down to the mill-pond th'oo briers an' ev'ywhar, 
wid her little white foots scratchin' an' gittin' briers 
in em ; but she ain' mine dat so he ain' lef her, 
Dat's de way 'twuz, spang tell Marse Phil went to 
college, or you jes' as well say, tell he went in de 
army, cause he home ev'y Christmas an' holiday all 
de time he at de univusity, an' al'ays got somebody 
or nurr wid him. You cyarn' keep bees 'way after 

4 Meh Lady 

dee fine he honeysuckle bush, an' dem young bucks 
dee used to be roun' her constant. Hit look like ef 
she drap her hankcher hit teck all on em' to pick 
't up. Dee so perseverin' (Mr. Watkins spressly), 
I tell Hannah I specks one on 'em gwine be Mis- 
tis' son-in-law; but Hannah say de chile jes' 'joyin' 
herself an' projeckin' wid em, an' ain' love none on 
'em hard as Marse Phil. An' so 'twuz ! Hannah 
know. Her cap'n ain' come yit ! When dee cap'n 
come dee knows it, an' ef dee don' know it when he 
come, dee know it p'intedly when he go 'way. 

'^We wuz rich den, quarters on ev'y hill, an' nig- 
gers mo' 'n you could tell dee names ; dee used to 
be thirty cradlers in de harves'-fiel' an' binders mo' 'n 
you kin count. 

"Den Marse Phil went in de war. You wuz too 
young to know 'bout dat, marster? Say you wuz? 
Dat's so I " (This in ready acquiescence to my reply 
that every Southerner knew of the war.) " Well, 
hit 'peared like when it start de ladies wuz ambi- 
tiouser for it mos' 'n de mens. Um ! dee wuz rank, 
sho' 'nough. . At fust dee didn' know what 'twuz, 
hit come so sudden. 

" One mornin' I was standin' right by de po'ch, 
an' Marse Phil ride up in de yard. I see him time 

Meh Lady 5 

he tunned de curve o' de avenue ; I knowed he seat, 
'cause I larn him to ride : dese hands set him up on de 
horse fust time he ever tetch de saddle, when he lit- 
tle fat legs couldn' retch to de little skeurts. Well, 
I call Mistis an' Meh Lady, an' dee come out jes' as 
he gallop up in de yard. He speak to me, an' run 
up de gre't steps, an' Mistis teck him right in her 
arms, an' helt him farst, an' when she le' him go her 
face look mighty cu'yu$ ; an' when dee went into de 
house I notice Marse Phil right smart taller'n he wuz 
at Christmas, an' he han' 'em in stately like he pa. 

"'Twuz he done come home to go in de army, an' 
he done stop in Richmon' to git he permission, 
'cause he feared he ma oon' let him go bedout dat ; 
an' he say, Mr. Watkins an' heap o' de boys done 
lef an' gone home to raise companies. Mistis — 
Hannah say — grieve might'ly when tain' nobody see 
her, an' she got her do' locked heap, sayin' her prars 
for him ; but she ain' say a wud 'bout he goin', she 
nor Meh Lady nurr — dee jes' dat ambitious 'bout it. 
De thorybreds goes wid dee heads up till dee drap, 
you know. 

" After dat you ain' see nuttin' but gittin ready ; 
cuttin' an' sewin', an' meckin' tents, an' bandages, an' 
uniforms, an' lint — 'twuz wuss'n when dee meckin' up 

6 Meh Lady 

de folks' winter clo'es ! an' when Marse Phil fetch he 
s'o'de home an' put on he boots an' spurs whar I 
done black, an' git he seat on Paladin, twarn' nay 
han' on de place but what say Marse Phil 'bieeged to 
whup em if dee come close enough. 

" Well, so he went off to de war, an' Left-hand 
Torm went wid him to wait on him an' ten' to de 
horses. Mistis an' Meh Lady ain' had time to cry 
tell dee rid roun' de curve, an' Marse Phil tu'n an' 
wave he hat to 'em stan'in dyah on de po'ch ; an' den 
Mistis tun roun' an' walk in de house right quick 
wid her mouf wuckin', an' lock herse'f in her chamber, 
an' Meh Lady set down on the steps, right in de sun, 
an' cry by herse'f 

" Dat wuz de een o' de ole times, an' dem whar ain' 
nuver had dee foots to git 'quainted wid de ground 
wuz stomped down in de dut. 

"Oh ! yes, suh, he come back," said he presently, 
in answer to a question from me, " but de war had 
been gwine on for mo' n a year befo' he did. Heaps 
o' urr soldiers used to come ; dee'd kiver up de gre't 
road an' de plantation sometimes, an' eat up ev'ything 
on de place. But Marse Phil he ain' nuver git 
home ; he "bieeged to stay to keep de Yankeys back; 
he wid Gener'l Jackson, an' he fightin' all de time ; 

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he git two or th'ee balls th'oo he clo'es an' he cap — 
he write we all 'bout it; two bring de blood, but 
not much, he say, dee jes' sort o' bark him. Oh! 
dee wuz jes' p'intedly notifyin' him ; ev'y chance 
dee'd git deed plump at him cuz he de main man 
same as when you'd plump at de middle man. But 
dat ain' pester him, chile ! 

" But one mornin' when we ain' heah from him 
in long time an' think he up in de valley wid 
Stonewall Jackson, Marse Phil ride right up in de 
yard, an' Mistis' face light up to see him tell she look 
mos' like a young ooman. He say he ain' got long 
to stay, dat de army gwine down de big road, an' he 
'bleeged to git right back to he bat'ry — he jes' ride 
'cross to see he ma an' Meh Lady an' all on us, he say, 
an' he mighty hongry, 'cause he ain' had nuttin' to 
eat sense early de day befo', an' he want me to feed 
Paladin at de rack. An' Meh Lady, chile ! she lef 
him walkin' 'bout in de house wid he ma, wid he arm 
roun' her, an' twis'in' he mustache, whar showin' lee- 
tle, sense he sich a man, an' axin' he ma don't she 
think it a fine mustache, dat all de girls say 'tis ; an' 
axin' 'bout ev'ybody ; an' she come out an' 'tend to 
gittin' him some'n' to eat wid her own hands, an' he 
sut'n'y did eat hearty. An' den he come way, an' he 

8 Meh Lady 

stoop down an' kiss he ma an' Meh Lady, an' tell 
'em he gwine to be a cun'l one o' dese days ; an' Mis- 
tis she ain' able to say nuttin', she jes' look at him wist- 
ful as he went down de steps, den she run down after 
him an' k-etch him after he git on de groun', an' kiss him 
an' breck out cryin'. She say she ain' begrudge him, 
but she love him so much. He kiss her mighty sorf 
two or th'ee times, an' den she let him go, an' he 
come an' git on he horse an' rid 'way at a gallop out 
de back gate wid he cap on de side he head, an' dee 
went in de house, an' dat horse warn' go up to de 
stable right den. 

"De nex' day we hear de cannons 'way down de 
country jes' like thunder right study, an' Mistis and 
Meh Lady dee set on de po'ch an' listen to 'em wid 
dee face mighty solemn all day long. An' dat night 
'bout de fust rooster-crow. Left-hand Torm come 
home on de gray, an' knock at Mistis' winder, an' 
say Marse Phil done shoot in de breast, an' he don't 
know wherr he dead or not ; he say he warn' dead 
when he come 'way, but de doctor wuz wid him, an' 
he had done sont him after he ma to come to him at 
once, an' he had been ridin' hard all night long ever 
sence jes' befo' sunset; an' Torm say he bat'ry wuz 
de fust on de groun', an' he post it on de aidge o' de 

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woods in a oat-fiel', like cradlers, you know, an' he 
drive de enemy out dee breas'wucks, an' Torm say 
he see him when he lead he bat'ry 'cross de oat-fiel", 
he guns all six in a strainin' gallop, an' he and Pala- 
din in de lead cheerin', wid bullits an' shells 'hailin' 
all roun' him ; an' he wuz de fust man in de redoubt, 
Torm say, an' he fall jes' as he jump he horse over, an* 
den he lay dyah on de groun', he say, an' fight he 
guns tell he faint. An' Torm say de gener'l say he'd 
ruther been Marse Phil fightin' he bat'ry dat day den 
'a' been President de Confed'ate States. 

*' Well, suh, Mistis she had jump out o' bed de 
fust step o' Torm in de yard ; she hadn' even teck 
oflF her clo'es, an' she jes' stand still like she ain' heah 
good, wid her face lookin' like she done dead. Meh 
Lady she tell Torm to tell me to git de kerridge as 
soon as I kin, an' to tell her mammy please to come 
dyah quick. 

"An' when day brek I wuz standin' at de gate wid 
de kerridge ; done feed my horses an' a good bag o' 
clean oats in de boot. Mistis she come out wid 
Meh Lady an' Hannah, an' her face sut'n'y wuz griev- 
ious. I ain' know tell I see de way she look how it 
hu't her, but I been see dead folks look better'n she 
look den. All she say wuz : 

lo Meh Lady 

'' ' Try an' git me dyah, Billy ;' an' I say, ' Yes'm, 
I'm gwine to ef Gord'll le' me.' I did get her dyah, 
too ; ef I didn' meek dem horses flinder ! 

" But dead mens ! I nuver see as many in my life 
as I see dat evenin'. Amb'lances an' waggins full on 
'em, an' dem whar jes' good as dead; de road wuz 
chocked up wid 'em ! Dee all know Marse Phil 
bat'ry ; dee say hit de fust in de fight yistidy an' it 
cut all to pieces ; an' pres'n'y a gent'man whar I ax 
as he gallop past me rein up he horse an' say he 
know him well, an' he wuz shot yistidy an' left on de 
fiel'. He done teck off he cap when he see Mistis an' 
Meh Lady in de kerridge, an' he voice drapt mighty 
low, an' he say Marse Phil wuz shot 'bout fo' o'clock 
leadin' he bat'ry, an' he did splendid wuck. 

" He voice sort o' passionate, an' he face so piti- 
ful when he say dat, 1 know 'tain' no hope to save 
him, an' ef I git Mistis dyah in time, dat's all. 

" 'Drive on quick', says Mistis, an' I druv on: I 
done meek up my mine to git she an' Meh Lady to 
Marse Phil, whar I 'sponsible for dat night, ef Gord'll 
le' me. An' I did, too, mon ! I see de soldiers all 
'long de road look at me, an' some on em holler to 
me dat I cyarn' go dat away ; but I ain' pay no 'ten- 
tion to 'em, I jes' push on ; an' pres'n'y risin' a little 

"5//r ta//: mighty sorf but mighty ^terminated likcT 

Meh Lady 1 1 

ridge I see de house de gent'man done tell me 'bout, 
settin' in de oat-fiel' bout a Haifa mile ahead, an' I 
jes' pushin' for it, when thee or fo' mens standin' 
dyah in de road 'yant de ridge, a little piece befo' me, 
say, ' Halt ! ' I ain' pay no 'tention to 'em, jes' drive 
on so, an' dee holler, *Halt' ag'in ; an' when I ain' 
stop den nuther, jes' drive on right study, a speckle- 
face feller run up an' ketch Remus' head, an' anurr 
one done p'int he gun right at me. I say, ' Whynt' 
you le' go de horse, mon! ain' you got no better sense'n 
to ketch holt Mistis' horses ? Juc'icin' dat horse' mouf 
dat way ! Le' go de horse' head, don' vou heah me ? ' 

" I clar ! ef I warn' dat outdone, I wuz jes' 'bout to 
wrop my whrup roun' him, when Mistis open de do' 
an' step out. She say she wan' go on ; dee say she 
cyarn' do it ; den she say she gwine : dat her son 
dying' dyah in dat house an' she gwine to him. She 
talk mighty sorf but mighty terminated like. Dee 
sort o' reason wid her. but she jes' walk on by wid 
her head up, an' tell me to foller her. an' dat I did, 
mon ! an' lef em dyah in de road holdin' dee ole 
gun. De whole army couldn' a' keep her fum Marse 
Phil not den. 

" I got to de house toreckly an' drive up nigh as 
I could fur de gre't trenches 'cross de yard, whar 

12 Melt Lady 

look like folks been ditchin'. A gent'man come to 
de do', an' Mistis ax, 'Is he 'live yet?' He say, 
* Yes, still alive;' an' she say, 'Where?' an' went 
right in an' Meh Lady wid her ; an' I heah say he 
open he eyes as she went in, an' sort o' smile, an' 
when she kneel down an' kiss him he whisper he ready 
to go den, an' he wuz, too. 

" He went dat night in he mother' arms, an' Meh 
Lady an' Hannah at he side, like I tole 'em I was 
gwine do when I start fum home dat mornin', an' he 
wuz jes' as peaceful as a baby. He tole he ma when 
he wuz dyin' dat he had try to do he duty, an' dat 'twuz 
jes' like ole times, when he used to go to sleep in her 
lap in he own room, wid her arms roun' him. Mis- 
tis sen' me fur a ambiance dat night, an' we put 
him in de coffin next mornin' an' start, 'cause Mistis 
she gwine cyar Marse Phil home an' lay him in de 
gyardin, whar she kin watch him. 

" We travel all day an' all night, an' retch 
home bout sunrise, an' den we had to dig de 

"An' when we got home Mistis she had de coffin 
brought in, and cyared him in he own room while we 
waitin', and she set in dyah all day long wid him, and 
he look like a boy sleepin' dyah so young in he little 

Meh Lady i^ 

gray jacket wid he s'o'de 'cross he breas'. We bury 
him in de gyardin dat evenin', and dyah warn' 'nough 
gent'mens lef in de county to be he pall-bearers, so 
de hands on de place toted him. And it ease' me 
mightly to git meh arm onder him right good, like 
when he wuz a little chap runnin' 'roun' callin' me 
' Unc' Billy,' and pesterin' me to go fishin'. And de 
gener'l write Mistis a letter and say de Confede'cv 
moan he loss, and he done meek him a cun'l in de 
oat-fiel' de day he wuz shot, and hit's dat on he tomb- 
stone now; you kin go dyah in de gyardin an' read it. 

" And we hang he s'o'de on de wall in he own room 
over de fireplace, and dyah it hang now for to show 
to de boys what a soldier he wuz. 

" Well, after dat, things sut'n'y went bad. De 
house looked dat lonesome I couldn' byah to look at 
it; ev'ything I see look' like Marse Phil jes' done 
put it down, or jes' comin' after it. 

" Mistis and Meh Lady dee wuz in deep mo'nin', 
of cose, and it look like de house in mo'nin', too. 
And Mistis her hyah got whiter and whiter. De on'y 
thing 'peared to gi' her any peace o' mine wuz settin' 
in Marse Phil' room. She used to set dyah all day, 
sewin' for de soldiers. She ain' nuver let nobody 
tetch dat room ; hit al'avs sort o' secret to her after 

14 Meh Ladv 

dat. And Meh Lady she took holt de plantation, an' 
ole Billy wuz her head man. 

" Dat's de way twuz for two years tell mos' in de 
summer. Den — 

" Hit happen one Sunday : I wuz jes' come out 
meh house after dinner, gwine to de stable. 1 warn' 
studyin' 'bout Yankeys, I wuz jes' studyin' 'bout 
how peaceable ev'ything wuz, when I heah somebody 
hollerin', and heah come two womens cross de hill 
from de quarters, hard as dee could tyah, wid dee 
frocks jes' flying. One o' de maids in de yard de 
first to ketch de wud, an' she say, ' De Yankeys ! 
And fo' Gord ! de wuds warn' out her mouf befo' de 
whole top o' de hill wuz black wid em. Yo' could 
see 'em gallopin' and heah de s'o'des rattlin' spang 
at de house. Meh heart jump right up in meh mouf 
But I step back in meh house and got meh axe. And 
when I come out, de black folks wuz all run out dee 
houses in de back yard, talkin' and predictifyin'; and 
some say dee gwine in de house and stan' behin' 
Meh Lady ; and some say dee gwine git onder de 
beds ; and some wuz pacifyin' 'em, and sayin', dee ain' 
gwi' do nuttin'. I jes' parse long by 'em right quick, 
and went 'cross de yard to de house, and I put meh 
head in Marse Phil' room whar dee settin', and say : 

Meh Lady 13 

" 'De Yankeys yander comin' down de hill.' 
"You ought to 'a' seen dee face. Meh Lady' 
hands drapt in her lap, an' she looked at Mistis so 
anxious, she skeer' me. But do' Mistis' face tu'n 
mighty white, 't warn' mo' 'n a minute. She riz 
right quiet, and her head wuz jes' as straight as Meh 
Lady. She says to her : 

" ' Hadn' you better stay here ? ' 
" * No,' says she, 'I will go with you.' 
" ' Come on,' says she, and dee walked out de do', 
and locked it behine her, and Mistis put de key in 
her pocket. 

"Jes' as she got dyah, dee rid into de yard, an' in 
a minute it wuz jes' as full on 'em as a bait-go'd is o' 
wurrms, ridin' 'ginst one anurr, an' hoUerin' an' 
laughin' an' cussin'; an' outside de yard, an' todes de 
stables, dee wuz jes' swarmin'. Dee ain' ax nobody no 
odds 'bout nuttin', an' as to key, dee ain' got no use 
fur dat ; jes' bu'st a do' down quicker'n you kin 
onlock it. Dee wuz in dee smoke-house an' de store- 
room quicker'n I been tellin' you 'bout it. But dat 
ain' 'sturb Mistis, nor Meh Lady nurr. Dee wuz 
standin' in de front do' jes' as study as ef dee wuz 
waitin' fur somebody whar come to dinner. Dee come 
pourin' up de steps an' say dee gwine th'oo de house. 

1 6 Meh Lady 

'* 'There is no one in there,' said Mistis. 

" ' What you doin' on de po'ch ? ' says one, sort o' 
impident like, wid a thing on he shoulder. 

'* ' I always receive my visitors at my front do',' 
says Mistis. 

"'Don't you invite 'em in .^ ' says he, sort o' 
laughin' an' pushin' bv her. Jes' den I heah a noige, 
an' we tun roun', an' de hall wuz right full on 'em — • 
done come in de back do'. Mistis tunned right roun' 
an' walk into de house right quick, puttin' Meh 
Lady long befo' her. Right straight th'oo 'em all 
she walk, an' up to Marse Phil' room do', whar she 
Stan' wid her back 'g'inst it, holdin' de side. Dee 
wuz squandered all ov^er de house by dis time an' 
teckin' ev'ything dee want an' didn' want, an' what 
dee didn' teck dee wuz cuttin' up. But soon as dee 
see Mistis at Marse Phil do', dee come right up to 

" ' I want to go in dyah,' says one — de same one 
whar done spoke so discontemptious to de Mistis on 
de po'ch. 

" ' You cyarn' do it,' says Mistis. 

" ' Well, I'm goin' to,' says he. 

" ' You are not,' says Mistis, lookin' at him right 
study, wid her head up an' her eyes blazin'. I had 

Meh Lady ij 

my axe in my han', an' I wuz mighty skeered, but I 
know et he had lay his han' on de Mistis I was gwine 
split him wide open. He know better'n to tetch her, 
do\ He sort o' parly, like he warn' swade her, an* 
all de urrs stop an' listen. 

"' * Who's in dyah ? ' says he. 

" 'No one,' says Mistis. 

'* ' Well, what's in dyah ? ' says he. 

" ' The memory of my blessed dead,' says Mistis. 
She speak so solemn, hit 'peared to kind o stall him, 
an' he give back an' mumble some'n'. Pres'n'y do' 
anurr one come up fum nigh de do' an' say to Mistis: 

" ' Where is you' son ? We want him.' 

" ' Beyond your reach,' says Alistis, her voice kine 
o' breakin', an' Meh Lady bust out cryin'. 

" ' His grave is in de gyardin',' she says, wid her 
hankcher to her eyes. 

" Gord ! suh ! I couldn' stan' no mo'. I jes' cotch 
a grip on my axe, an' I ain' know what mout a' hap- 
pen', but he teck off he hat an' tu'n way. An' jes' 
den sich a racket riz nigh de do', I thought must be 
some on 'em got to killin' one 'nurr. I heah some- 
body's voice rahin' an' pitchin' and callin' 'em thieves 
an' hounds, an' in a minute, whack, whack, thump, 
thump, I heah de licks soun' like hittin" on barrel- 

i8 Meh Lady 

head, an' I see a so'de flyin' like buggy-wheel 
spokes, an' de men in de hall dee jes' squander; an' 
as de larst one jump off de po'ch, a young gent'man 
tunned an' walked in de do', puttin' he s'o'de back in 
he scabbard. When he got t in, he teck off he cap, 
an' walkin' bout half-way up to we all, he say : 

" * I kinnot 'pologize 'nough, madam, for dese out'- 
ages ; dee officers ought to be shot for toleratin' it. 
It is against all orders.' 

"'I don't know; it is our first speeyence,' says 
Mistis. ' We are much ondebted to you, though, 

" 'Mayn't I interduce myself? ' says he, comin' up 
a little closer to we all, an' meckin' anurr bow very 
grand. ' I think I may claim to be a kinsman at 
least of dis my young Southern cousin here,' (meckin' 
a bow to Meh Lady whar wuz standin' lookin' at 
him); 'I'm a half Virginian myself: I am Captain 
Wilton, the son of Colonel Churchill Wilton, of de 
ole army,' says he. 

" ' It is impossible,' says Mistis, bowin' low'n 
him. ' Churchill Wilton was a Virginian, do' he lived 
at de Norf; he wuz my husband's cousin an' my 
dear friend.' (He come from New York or some- 
whar, an' he had been co'tin' JVlistis same time Mars- 

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ter co't her. I know him well: he gi' me a yal- 
ler satin weskit ; a likely gent'man too, but Mars- 
ter beat him. You know he gwine do dat.) 'But 
you cannot be his son, nor aMrginian; Virginians 
never invade Virginia,' says Mistis. 

" ' But I am, neverdeless,' says he, sort o' smilin'; 
' an' I have, as a boy, often hear' him speak of you 
as our kinsmen.' 

" ' We claim no kinsmen among \'irginia's ene- 
mies,' says Meh Lady, speakin' fur de fust time, 
wid her eyes flashin', an' teckin' holt of Mistis' han', 
an' raisin' herse'f up mighty straight. She wuz 
standin' by her ma, I tell you ; dee bofe had de same 
sperit — de chip don' fly fur fum de stump. But he 
wuz so likely-lookin', standin' dyah in de gre't hall 
meckin' he bow, an' sayin' he Cap'n Wilton ob de 
ole army, I mos' think she'd 'a' gi'n in ef it hadn' 
been fur dat blue uniform an' dat so de by he side. 
De wud seemed to hut him mons'ous do', an' he raise 
he head up mighty like we all folks when dee gittin' out- 
done. Mistis, she add on to Meh Lady, an' answer 
he "quest "bout dinner. Ez he had come to teck pos- 
session, says she, de whole place wuz his, an' he 
could give what orders he please, on'y she an' Meh 
Lady would 'quest to be excused, an' wid dat she took 

20 Meh Ladv 

Meh Lady' han', an' wid a gre't bow done start to 
sweep by him. But dee ain' git ahead o' him; befo' 
dee git de wuds out dee mouf, he meek a low bow 
hisse'f an' say, he beg dee pardin, he cyarn' intrude 
on ladies, an' wid dat he sort o' back right stately to 
de front do', an' wid anurr bow done gone, he saber 
clam'rin down de steps. I clar', I wuz right sorry 
fur him, an' I b'lieve Mistis an' Meh Lady dee wuz 
too, 'cause he sut'n'v did favor Marse Phil when he 
r'ar he head up so tall, an' back out dat do' so gran', 
Meh Lady mine smite her good, cause she tu'n to me 
an' tell me to go an' tell 'Lijah to see ef he couldn' 
git him some'n', an' call him, an' pres'n'y she come 
in de dinin'-room lookin' herse'f After 'Lijah set 
de place do', an' went out to look fur him, dyah wuz 
a soldier standin' at ev'y po'ch right solum, an' anurr 
one at de kitchin ; an' when we come to fine out, dee 
wuz guards Cap'n Wilton done pos' dyah to p'teck 
de house, but kc done gone long, so I give he snack 
to de guards. 

"Well, dee teck mos' all de corn, dat our folks 
done lef, out de corn-house, an' after a while mos' 
on 'em bridle up an' went long, an' den at larst de 
guards dee went 'long 'hind de turrs ; an' de larst 
one hadn' hardly got to de een de avenue when heah 

Meh Lady 21 

come over de hill some o' our mens ridin' long de 
road fum turr wav. Meh Lady wuz standin' in de 
yard looking mighty 'strustid at de way dee done do 
de place, cause dee had done teoh it all to pieces ; 
an' her eyes light up at de sight o' our men, an' she 
sort o' wave her hankcher to em, an' dee wuz comin' 
down de hill turr side de creek right study, when, as 
Gord would have it, we heah a horse foot flyin', an' 
right tum turr way, right down de avenue, he horse 
in a lather, come dat same young gent'man, Cap'n 
Wilton. Our mens see him at de same time, an' start 
togallopin' down de hill to git him. He ain' mine 'em 
do'; he jes' gallop up to de gate an' pull a letter out 
he pocket. Meh Lady she was so consarned 'bout 
him, she sort o' went todes him, callin' to him to do 
pray go way. He ain' mine dat ; he jes' set still on 
he nick-tail bay, an' hole he paper todes her right 
patient, tell she run down de walk close up to him, 
beggin' him to go way. Den he teck off he cap an' 
ben' over, an' present her de paper he got, an' tell her 
hit a letter he got fum Gen'l McClenan, he done come 
back to gi' her. Meh Lady, chile ! she so busy beg- 
gin' him to go 'way an' save hisse'f, she done forgit 
to thank him. She jes' pleadin' fur him to go, an' 
hit 'pear like de mo' she beg, de mo' partic'ler he 

22 Meh Lady 

settin" dyah at de gate lookin' down at her, not noticin' 
our mens, wid a sort o' curisome smile on he face, 
tell jes' as our mens gallop up in one side de yard, 
an' call to him to s'render, he say, 'Good-by, an' 
tu'nned an' lay he gre't big bay horse' foot to de 
groun'. Dee shoot at him an' ride after him, an' 
Meh Lady she holler to 'em not to shoot him ; but 
she needn't fluster herse'f, jes' as well try to shoot de 
win', or ride to ketch a bud, de way dat horse run. 
He wuz a flyer ! He run like he jes' start, an' de 
Cap n done ride him thirty miles sence dinner to git 
dat paper from Gen'l McClenan fur Meh Lady. 

" Well, suh, dat night de plantation wuz fyah 'live 
wid soldiers — our mens: dee wuz movin' all night 
long, jes' like ants, an' all over todes de gre't road de 
camp-fires look like stars ; an' nex' mornin' dee wuz 
movin' 'fo' daylight, gwine long down de road, an' 
'bout dinner-time hit begin, an' from dat time tell 
'way in de night, right down yander way, de whole uth 
wuz rockin'. You'd a-thought de wuU wuz splittin' 
open, an' sometimes ef you'd listen right good you 
could heah em yellin , like folks in de harves'-fiel' 
hollerin' after a ole hyah. 

" De nex day we know we all done scotch 'em, 
an' dee begin to bring de wounded an' put em 

Mch Ladv 2) 

in folks' houses. Dee bring em in amb'lances an' 
stretchers, tell ev'y room in de house wuz full up, 
'sep' on'y Mistis' chamber an' JVIeh Lady' room an' 
Marse Phil' room. An' dyah wuz de grettest cuttin' 
up o' sheets an' linen an' things fur bandages an' lint 
you ever see. Mistis an' Meh Lady even cut up dee 
under-clo'es fur lint, cause you know dee wuz bleeged 
to have linen, an' Mistis an' Meh Lady teoh up dee 
underclo'es tell dee got smack out. Hannah had to 
go long afterwards an' gi' 'em some dee done gi' her. 
Well, so 'twuz, de house wuz full like a hospittle, 
an' doctors gwine in and out, an' ridin' back'ards an' 
for'ards. an' cuttin' off legs an' arms, an' hardly got 
time to tun roun'. 'Twuz mightv hard on Meh 
Lady, but she had grit to stan' it. Hi ! de ve'y 
mornin' after de battle a doctor come out de room 
whar a wounded gent'man wuz, an' ketch sight o' 
Meh Lady parsin' th'oo de hall, an' say, ' I want you 
to help me,' an' she say, * What you want me to do .? ' 
an" he say, ' You got to hold a man's arm," an' she 
say, ' To bandage it? ' an' he say, 'No, to cut it off;' 
an' she say she cyarn' do it, an' he say she kin an' she 
must. Den she say she'll faint, an' he say ef she do 
he'll die, an' he ain' got a minute to spyah now. Den 
ef she ain' walk right in an' hole he arm, tell de doc- 

24 Meh Lady 

tor cut t off an' dress it, an' den widout a wud she 
say, ' Is you done ? ' an' he say, ' Yes;' an' she walk 
out an' cross de yard to her mammy' house right 
quick, an' fall down right dead on de flo'. I wan' 
dyah, but Hannah sut'n'y wuz outdone 'bout dat 
thing. An', you know, she ain' nuver let Mistis 
know a wud bout it, not nuver — she so feared she'd 
'sturb her ! Dat's de blood she wuz ; an' dem wuz 
times folks wa'n't dem kind ! Well, dat same evenin' 
— de day after de battle — Meh Lady she ax one de 
doctors ef many o' de cav'lry wuz into de fight, an' 
he say she'd think so ef she'd been dyah ; dat de 
cav'lry had meek some splendid charges bofe sides ; 
dat de Yankee cav'lry had charge th'oo a bresh o' 
pines on de streme left spang up 'g'inst our breas'- 
wucks, an' a young Yankee cap'n in de front o' all, 
wid he cap on he s'o'de, on a nick-tail bay, had 
lead em, an' had spur he horse jam up to our 
line, an' bofe had fall up 'g'inst de breas'wucks. 
I tell you he sut'n'y wuz pleased wid him; he 
say he nuver see a braver feller ; he had made a 
p'int to try an' save him (an' he'd like to 'a' had dat 
horse too, he say), but he was shot so bad he fear'd 
'tain' much show fur him, as he sort o' knocked out 
he senses when he fall as well as shot. An' he say, 

Meh Lady 25 

* He sich a likely young feller, an' meek sich a splen- 
did charge, I teck a letter out he pocket to 'dentify 
him, an' heah 'tis now,' he says; ' Cap'n Shelly 
Wilton,' he says, handin' it to Meh Lady. 

"When he say dat, Meh Lady ain' say nuttin', 
an' Mistis she tun 'roun' an' walk in Marse Phil' 
room right quick an' shet de do' easy. Den pres'n'y 
she come out an' ax Meh Lady to have de kerridge 
gitten, an' den she walk up to de doctor, an' ax him 
won' he go down wid her to de place whar he lef ' dat 
young Yankee cap'n an' bring him dyah to her house. 
An' she say, he her husband' cousin, an' she onder 
obligations to him. So dee went, honey, down to de 
battle-fiel' all roun' de road, an' 'twuz mos' wuss'n 
when we all went down to de Peninsular after Marse 
Phil, de road wuz full of wounded mens ; an' when 
we fine him 'twuz right dyah at dat gap — he fall right 
dyah whar you settin'; an' do' all say he 'bleeged to 
die, Mistis she had him tecken up an' brung right to 
her house. An' when we got home she lead de way 
an' went straight long th'oo de hall ; an', befo' Gord ! 
she opened de do' herse'f an' cyar him right in an' lay 
him right down into Marse Phil' baid. Some say hit 
'cause he marster' kinfolk ; but Hannah, she know, 
an' she say hit 'cause Mistis grievin' 'bout Marse 

26 Meh Lady 

Phil. I ain' know huccome 'tis ; but dyah into 
Marse Phil' baid dee put him. an' dyah he stay good, 
an' Mistis an' Meh Lady to nuss him same like he 
wuz Marse Phil hisse'f. 'Twuz a spell do', I tell you ! 
Dyah wuz all de turrs well an' gone befo' he know 
wherr he dead or live. Mistis, atter de battle, an' 
all de citement sort o' let down ag'in, an' had to keep 
her room right constant, and all de nussin' an' waitin' 
fall on Meh Lady an' Hannah, an' dee sut'n'y did do 
dee part faithful by all on em, till fust one an' den 
anurr went away ; cause, you know, we couldn' tell 
when de Yankees wuz gwine to come an' drive our 
mens back, an' our soldiers didn' want to be tecken 
prisners, an' dee moved way. An' pres'n'y dyah 
warn' none lef but jes' Cap'n Wilton, an' he still 
layin' dyah in de baid, tossin' an' talkin', wid he eyes 
wide open an' ain' know nuttin'. De doctor say he 
wound better, but he got fever, an' he cyarn' hole out 
much longer ; say he'd been dead long ago but he so 
strong. An' one night he went to sleep, an' de doc- 
tor come over fum camp an' say he wan' nuver gwine 
wake no mo' but jes' once he reckon, jes' a byah 
chance ef he ain' sturbed. An' he ax Meh Lady kin 
she keep him sleep she reckon, an' she say she'll try, 
an' she did mon. Mistis she wuz sick in baid an' 

"Oh! she sufn'y did pompcr him^ rcadiii' to him ont o' 
books, ail' scttiii by liiin on dc po\-Iir 

Meh Lady 2y 

dyah ain' nobody to nuss him, skusin' Meh Lady, an' 
she set by dat baid all dat night an' fan him right 
easy all night long ; all night long, all night long she 
fan him, an' jes' befo' sun-up he open he eyes an' 
look at her. Hannah she jes' gone in dyah, thinkin' 
de chile tire' to death, an' she say jes' as she tip in he 
open he eyes an' look at Meh Lady so cu'yus, settin' 
dyah by him watchin'; den he shet he eyes a little 
while an' sleep a little mo"; den he open em an' 
look agin an' sort o' smile like he know her ; an' 
den he went to sleep good, an' Hannah she tuck de 
fan an' sont de chile to her own room to baid. Yes, 
suh, she did dat thing, she did ! An' 1 heah him say 
afterwards, when he wake up, all he could think bout 
wuz he done git to heaven. 

*' Well, atter dat, Meh Lady she lef ' him to Mistis 
an' Hannah, an' pres'n'v he git able to be holped out 
on de big po'ch an' kivered up wid a shawl an' things 
in a big arm-cheer. An' cause Mistis she mos' took 
to her baid, an' keep her room right constant, Meh 
Lady she got to entertain him. Oh ! she sut n'y did 
pomper him, readin' to him out o' books, an' settin 
by him on de po'ch. You see, he done git he pay- 
role, an' she 'bleeged to teck keer on him den, cause 
she kind o' 'sponsible for him, an he sut'n'y wuz sat- 

28 Meh Lady 

isfied, layin' dyah wid he gray eyes follerin' her study 
ev'ywhar she tun, jes' like some dem pictures hang- 
in' up in de parlor. 

" I 'members de fust day he walked. He done 
notify her, and she try to 'swade him, but he monsus 
sot in he mind when he done meek t up, and she got to 
gi' in, like women-folks after dee done spressify 
some ; and he git up and walk down de steps, an' 
'cross de yard to a rose-bush nigh de gate wid red 
roses on it, she walkin' by he side lookin' sort o' 
anxious. When he git dyah, dee talk a little while ; 
den he breck one an gi' t to her, and dee come back. 
Well, he hadn' git back to he cheer befo' heah come 
two or th'ee gent'mens ridin' th'oo de place, one on 
'em a gener'l, and turrs, dem whar ride wid 'em, our 
mens, and dee stop at de gate to 'quire de way to de 
hewn-tree ford down on de river, and Meh Lady she 
went down to de gate to ax 'em to light, and to tell 
'em de way down by de pond ; and when she standin' 
dyah shadin' de sun from her eyes wid a fan, and de 
rose in her hand ('cause she ain' got on no hat), de 
gener'l say : 

" ' You have a wounded soldier dyah ? ' 
"An' she say, ' Yes, he's a wounded Federal officer 
on parole,' and he say, teckin' off he hat : 

Meh Ladv 2g 

" ' Dee ain' many soldiers dat wouldn' envv him 
he prison.' And den she bows to him sort o' fusin' 
like, and her face mos' blushin' as de rose de Cap'n 
done gi' her what she holdin'; and when dee done rid 
'long, an ain' stop, she ain' gone back to de po'ch 
toreckly ; she come out, and gi' me a whole parecel o' 
directions 'bout spadin' de border whar I standin' 
heahin' t all, wid de rose done stickin' in her bosom. 

" You'd think de way Meh Lady read to him dyah 
on de big po'ch, she done forgit he her pris'ner and 
Virginia' enemy. She ain' do'; she jes' as rapid to 
teck up for de rebels as befo' he come; I b'lieve she 
rapider ; she call herse'f rebel, but she ain' le' him 
name it so. I 'member one mornin' she come in out 
de fiel' an' jump off her horse, an' set down by him in 
her ridin'-frock, and she call herse'f a rebel, an' 
pres'n'y he name us so too, an' she say he sha'n't call 
'em so, an' he laugh an' call 'em so agin, jes' dyahsen, 
an' she git up an' walk right straight in de house 
wid her head up in de air. He tell her de rebels 
wuz 'treatin', but she ain' dignify to notice dat. 
He teck up a book an' pose hese'f, but he ain' read 
much ; den he try to sleep, but de flies 'pear to pes- 
ter him might'ly ; den Hannah come out, an' he ax 
her is she see Meh Lady in dyah. Hannah say. 

^o Meh Lady 

'Nor,' an' den he ax her won' she please go an' ax 
her to step dyah a minute; an' Hannah ain' spicion- 
ate nuttin' and went, an' Meh Lady say, * No, she 
won",' 'cause he done aggrivate her; an' den he write 
her a little note an' ax Hannah to gi' her dat, an' she 
look at it an' send t back to him widout any answer. 
Den he git mad: he twis' roun' in he cheer might'ly ; 
but 'tain' do him no good : she ain' come back all 
day, not tell he had to teck he pencil an' write her a 
sho' 'nough letter : den pres'n'y she come out on de 
po'ch right slow, dressed all in white, and tell him 
sort o' forgivin' dat he ought to be 'shamed o' hisse'f, 
an' he sort o' laugh', an' look like he ain' shamed o' 

" Dee sut'n'y wuz gittin' good-neighborly 'long 
den. And he watch over her jes' like she got her pay- 
role 'stid o' him. One day a party o' Yankees, jes' 
prowlin' roun' after devilment, come gallopin' in th'oo 
de place, an' down to de stable, and had meh kerridge- 
horses out befo' I know dee dyah. I run in de house 
and tell Meh Lady. De Cap'n he wuz in he room 
and he heah me, and he come out wid he cap on, 
bucklin' on Marse Phil' s'o'de whar he done teck 
down off de wall, and he order me to come 'long, 
and tell Meh Lady not to come out ; and down de 

Meh Ladj^ ^i 

steps he stride and 'cross de yard out th'oo de gate 
in de road to whar de mens wuz wid meh horses at 
de fence, wid he face right set. He ax 'em one or 
two questions 'bout whar dee from dat mornin'; den 
he tell 'em who he is and dat dee cyarn' trouble nuffin' 
heah. De man wid meh horses see de Cap' n mighty 
pale an' weak-lookin', and he jes' laugh, an' gether up 
de halters gittin' ready to go, an' call to de urrs to 
come long. Well, suh, de Cap'n' eye flash ; he ain' 
say a wud ; he jes rip out Marse Phil' s'o'de an' clap 
it up ginst dat man' side, an' cuss him once ! You 
ought to 'a' seen him le' dem halters go! 'Now,' 
says de Cap'n, ' you men go on whar you gwine ; 
dyah de road ; I know you, an' ef 1 heah of you 
stealin' anything I'll have you ev'y one hung as soon 
as I get back. Now go.' An' I tell you, mon ! dee 
gone quick enough. 

*' Oh ! I tell you he sut'n'y had de favor o' our folks; 
he ain' waste no wuds when he ready ; he quick to 
r'ar, an' rank when he git up, jes' like all we fam'bly ; 
Norf or Souf, dee ain' gwine stand no projeckin'; 
dee's Jack Robinson. 

''So 'twuz, Meh Lady sort o' got used to 'pendin' 
on him, an' 'dout axin her he sort o' sensed when to 
'vise her. 

^2 Meh Lady 

" Sometimes dee'd git in de boat on de pond, an' 
she'd row him while he'd steer, 'cause he shoulder ain' 
le' him row. I see em of a evelin' jes' sort o' floatin' 
down deah onder de trees, nigh de bank, or 'mong 
dem cow-collards, puUin' dem water-flowers, — she ain' 
got on no hat, or maybe jes' a soldier cap on her 
head, — an' heah 'em talkin' 'cross de water so sleepy, 
an' sometimes he'd meek her laugh jes' as clear as a 
bud. Dee war'n no pay-role den ! 

"All dis time, do', she jes' as good a rebel as befo' 
he come. De wagons would come an' haul corn, an' 
she'd tend to cookin' for de soldiers all night long, 
jes' same, on'y she ain' talk to him bout it, an' he 
sort o' shet he eye and read he book like he ain' see 
it. She ain' le' Cap'n Wilton nor Cap'n nuttin' else 
meek no diffunce bout dat; she jes' partic'lar to him 
'cause he her cousin, dat's all, an' got he pay-role ; 
we all white folks al'ays set heap o' sto' by one nurr, 
dat's all she got in her mind. 

" I 'mos' begin to spicionate somen' myse'f, but 
Hannah she say I ain' nuttin' but a ole nigger-fool, I 
ain' know nuttin' bout white folks' ways ; an' she' 
'nough, she done prove herse'f 

" Hit come long todes de larst o' Fall, 'bout 
seedin'-wheat time ; de weather been mighty warm, 

'.-i//' lie zviiz lioldiii' her haiid^ talkiii nght study ^ 

Meh Lady ^^ 

mos' like summer, an' ev'ything sort o' smoky-hazy, 
like folks bunnin' bresh ; an' one day d' come fum 
de post-office a letter for de Cap'n, an' he face look 
sort o' comical when he open it, an' he put it in he 
pocket ; an' pres'n'y he say he got to go home, he got 
he exchangement. Meh Lady ain' say nuttin'; but 
after while she ax, kind o' perlite, is he well enough 
yet to go. He ain' meek no answer, an' she ain' say 
no mo', den bofe stop talkin' right good. 

" Well, dat evenin' dee come out, and set on de 
po'ch awhile, she wid her hyah done smoove ; den he 
say somen to her, an' dee git up an' went to walk; 
an' fust he walk to dat red rose-bush an' pull two or 
th'ee roses, den dee went saunterin' right long down 
dis way, he wid de roses in he han', lookin' mighty 
handsome. Pres'n'y I hed to come down in de fiel', 
an' when I was gwine back to de house to feed, I 
strike for dis parf, an' I wuz walkin' long right slow 
('cause I had a misery in dis hip heah), an' as I come 
th'oo de bushes I heah somebody talkin', an' dyah 
dee wuz right at de gap, an' he wuz holdin' her hand, 
talkin' right study, lookin' down at her, an' she look- 
in' 'way fum him, ain' sayin' nuttin', jes' lookin' 
so miser'ble wid de roses done shatter all over her 
lap an' down on de groun'. I ain' know which way 

^ Mch Lady 

to tu'n, so I Stan' still, an' I heah him say he want 
her to wait an' le' him come back ag'in, an' he call her 
by her name, an' say, ' Won't you ' ' an' she wait a lit- 
tle while an' den pull her hand away right slow ; den 
she say, sort o' whisperin', she cyarn'. He say somen 
den so hoarse I ain' meck't out, an' she say, still 
lookin' 'way fum him on de groun', dat she 'cyarn' 
marry a Union soldier.' Den he le' go her hand an' 
rar hese'f up sort o' straight, an' sav somen' I ain' 
meek out 'sep' dat 'twould 'a' been kinder et she had 
let him die when he wuz wounded, 'stid o' woundin' 
him all he life. When he say dat, she sort o' squinch 
'way from him like he mos' done hit her, an' say wid 
her back todes him dat he ought not to talk dat way, 
dat she know she been mighty wicked, but she ain' 
know 'bout it, an' maybe — . I ain' know what she 
say, 'cause she start to cryin' right easy, an' he teck 
her han' agin an' kiss it, an" I slip roun' an' come 
home, an' lef 'em dyah at de gap, she cryin' an' he 
kissin' her han' to comfort her, 

*' I drive him over to de depot dat night, an' he 
gi' me a five dollars in gold, an' say I must teck keer 
o' de ladies, I'se dee main 'pendence; an' I tell him, 
* Yes, I know I is,' an' he sut'ny wuz sorry to tell 
me good-by. 

Meh Lady ^5 

*' An' Hannah say she done tell me all long de 
chile ain' gwine mortify herself bout no Yankee sol- 
dier, don' keer how pretty an' tall he is, an' how 
straight he hole he head, an' dat she jes' sorry he 
gone 'cause he her cousin. I ain' know so much 
'bout dat do. Dat what Hannah al'ays say^she 
tell me. 

"Well, suh, ef twarn' lonesome after dat ! Hit 
'pear like whip'o'will sing all over de place ; ev'y- 
whar I tu'n I ain' see him. I didn' know till he gone 
how sot we all dun git on him ; 'cause I ain' de on'y 
one done miss him ; Hannah she worryin' 'bout him, 
Mistis she miss him, an' Meh Lady she gwine right 
study wid her mouf shet close, but she cyarn' shet her 
eye on me: she miss him, an' she signify it too. 
She tell Mistis 'bout he done ax her to marry him 
some day an' to le' him come back, an' Mistis ax what 
she say, an' she tell her, an' Mistis git up out her 
cheer an' went over to her, an' kiss her right sort ; 
and Hannah say (she wuz in de chamber, an' she heah 
'em), she say she broke out cryin', an' say she know 
she ought to hate him, but she don't, an' she cyarn', 
she jes' hate an' 'spise herself; an' Mistis she try to 
comfort her ; an' she teck up de plantation ag'in, but 
she ain' never look jes' like she look befo' he come 

^6 Meh Lady 

dyah an' walk in de hall, so straight, puttin' up he 
s'o'de, an' when she ain' claim no kin wid him back 
out de do' so gran' an' say he cyarn' intrude on her, 
an' den ride thirty mile' to git dat paper an' come an' 
set on he horse at de gate so study and our mens 
gallopin' up in de yard to get him. She wuck mighty 
study, and ride Dixie over de plantation mighty reg'- 
lar, 'cause de war done git us so low, wid all dem 
niggers to feed, she hed to tu'n roun' right swift to git 
'em victuals an' clo'es ; but she ain' look jes' like she 
look befo' dat, an' she sut'n'y do nuss dat rose-bush 
nigh de gate induschus. 

" But dem wuz de een o' de good times. 

" Hit 'peared like dat winter all de good luck done 
gone 'way fum de place ; de weather wuz so severe, 
an' we done gi' de ahmy ev'ything, de feed done gi' 
out, an' 'twuz rank, I tell you ! Mistis an' Meh 
Lady sent to Richmon' an' sell dee bonds, an' some 
dee buy things wid to eat, an' de rest dee gin de 
Gov'ment, an' teck Confed'ate money for em. She 
say she ain' think hit right to widhold nuttin', an' she 
teck Marster' bonds an' sell 'em fur Confed'ate Gun- 
boat stock or some'n'. I use' to heah 'em talkin' 
'bout it. 

" Den de Yankees come an' got my kerridge- 

Meh Lady ,?/ 

horses ! Oh ! ef dat didn' hu't me ! I ain' git over it 
yit. When we heah dee comin' Meh Lady tell me 
to hide de horses ; hit jes' as well, she reckon. De 
fust time dee come, dee wuz all down in de river 
pahsture, an' dee ain' see em, but now dee wuz up at 
de house. An so many been stealed I used to sleep 
in de stalls at night to watch 'em ; so I teck 'em all 
down in de pines on de river, an' I down dyah jes' as 
s'cure as a coon in de holler, when heah dee come 
tromplin' and gallinupin', an' teck 'em ev'y one, an' 
'twuz dat weevly black nigger Ananias done show 'em 
whar de horses is, an' lead em dyah. He always wuz 
a mean po' white folks nigger anywavs, an' twuz a 
pity Mistis ain' sell him long ago. Ef I couldn' a 
teoh him all to pieces dat day ! I b'lieve Meh Lady 
mo' 'sturb 'bout 'Nias showin' de Yankees whar de 
horses is den she is bout dee teckin' 'em. 'Nias he 
ain' nuver dyah show he face no mo', he went off wid 
'em, an' so did two or thee mo' o' de boys. De 
folks see 'em when dee parse th'oo Quail Quarter, 
an' dee shamed to say dee gone off, so dee tell em 
de Yankees cyar' 'em off, but twarn' nothin' but a 
lie; I know dee ain' cvar' me off; dee ax me ef I 
don' wan' go, but I tell 'em * Nor.' 

" Things wuz mons'ous scant after dat, an' me an' 

^8 Melt Lady 

Meh Lady had hard wuck to meek buckle and tongue 
meet, I tell you. We had to scuffle might'ly dat 

*' Well, one night a curisome thing happen. We 
had done got mighty lean, what wid our mens an' 
Yankees an' all ; an' de craps ain' come in, an' de 
team done gone, an' de fences done bu'nt up, an' 
things gettin' mighty down, I tell vou. And dat 
night I wuz settin' out in de yard, jes' done finish 
smokin', and studyin' 'bout gwine to bed. De sky 
wuz sort o' thick, an' meh mine wuz runnin' on my 
horses, an' pres'n'y, suh, I heah one on 'em gallopin' 
tobucket, tobucket, tobucket, right swif long de 
parf cross de fiel', an' I thought to myself, I know 
Romilus' gallop; I set right still, an' he come 'cross 
de branch and stop to drink jes' a moufful, an' den he 
come up de hill, tobucket, tobucket, tobucket. I say, 
' Dat horse got heap o' sense ; he know he hot, an' 
he ain' gwine to hu't hese'f drinkin', don' keer how 
thusty he is. He gwine up to de stable now,' I say, 
' an' I got to go up dyah an' le' him in ;' but stid o' 
dat, he tu'n 'roun' by de laundry, an' come close roun' 
de house to whar I settin', an' stop, an' I wuz jes' 
sayin', ' Well, ef dat don' beat any horse ever wuz in 
de wull ; how he know I heah ? ' when somebody 

Meh Lady ^9 

say, ' Good-evenin'.' Um-h ! I sut'n'y wuz disap- 
p'inted ; dyah wuz a man settin' dyah in de dark on a 
gre't black horse, an' say he wan' me to show him de 
way th'oo de place. He ax me ef I warn' sleep, an' I 
tell him, 'Nor, I jes' studyin';' den he ax me a whole 
parecel o' questions 'bout Mistis and Marse Phil an' 
all, an' say he kin to 'em an' he used to know Mistis 
a long time ago. Den I ax him to light, an' tell him 
we'd all be mighty glad to see him ; but he say he 
'bleeged to git right on ; an' he keep on axin' how 
dee wuz an' how dee been, an' ef dee sick an' all, an' so 
'quisitive ; pres'n'y I ain tell him no mo' 'sep' dat dee 
all well 'skusin' Mistis ; an' den he ax me to show 
him de way th'oo, an' when I start, he ax me cyarn he 
go th'oo de yard, dat de rection he warn' go, an' I 
tell him 'Yes,' an' le' him th'oo de back gate, an' he 
ride 'cross de yard on de grahss. As he ride by de 
rose-bush nigh de gate, he lean over, an' I thought he 
breck a switch off, an' I tell him not to breck dat ; 
dat Meh Lady' rose-bush, whar she set mo' sto' by 
den all de res'; an' he say, ' 'Tis a rose-bush, sho' 
'nough,' an' he come long to de gate, holdin' a rose 
in he hand. Dyah he ax me which is Mistis' room, 
and I tell him, ' De one by de po'ch,' an' he say he 
s'pose dee don' use upstyars much now de fam'bly so 

40 Meh Lady 

small; an' I tell him, 'Nor,' dat Meh Lady' room 
right next to Mistis' dis side, an' he stop an' look at 
de winder good ; den he come long to de gate, an' 
when I ax him which way he gwine, he say, ' By de 
hewn-tree ford.' An' blessed Gord ! ef de wud ain' 
bring up things I done mos' forgit — dat gener'l ridin' 
up to de gate, an' Meh Lady standin' dyah, shadin' 
her eyes, wid de rose de Cap'n done gi' her off dat 
same bush, an' de gener'l say he envy him he prison. 
I see him jes' plain as ef he standin' dyah befo' me, 
an' heah him axin' de way to de hewn-tree ford; but 
jes' den I heah somen jingle, an' he jes' lean over an' 
poke some'n heavy in my hand, an' befo' I ken say a 
wud he gone gallopin' in de dark. And when I git 
back to de light, I find six gre't big yaller gold pieces 
in meh hand, look like gre't pats o' butter, an' ef 't 
hadn' been for dat Ld 'mos' 'a' believe' 'twuz a dream; 
but dyah de money an' dyah de horse-track, an' de 
limb done pull off Meh Lady' rose-bush. 

" I hide de money in a ole sock onder de j'ice, and 
I p'int to tell Meh Lady 'bout it ; but Hannah, 
she say I ain' know who 'tis — (and so I ain' den); 
and I jes' gwine 'sturb Mistis wid folks ridin' bout 
th'oo de yard at night, and so I ain' say nuttin'; but 
when I heah Meh Lady grievin' 'bout somebody done 

Meh Lady 41 

breck her rose-bush an' steal one of her roses, I 
mighty nigh tell her, an' I would, on'y I don't orn' 
aggrivate Hannah. You know 'twon't do to aggrivate 

" Well, 'twarn' no gre't while after dat de war 
broke; 'twuz de nex' spring 'bout plantin'-corn time, 
on'y we ain' plant much 'cause de team so weak ; 
stealin' an' Yankee teckin' together done clean us up, 
an' Mistis an' Meh Lady had to gi' a deed o' struss 
on de Ian' to buy a new team dat spring, befo' we 
could breck up de corn-land, an' we hadn' git mo' "n 
half done fo' Richmon' fall an' de folks wuz all free ; 
den de army parse th'oo an' some on 'em come by 
home, an' teck ev'y blessed Gord's horse an' mule on 
de place, 'sep' one ole mule — George, whar wuz ole 
an' bline, an' dee won' have him. Dem wuz turrible 
times, an' ef Meh Lady an' Mistis didn' cry ! not 
'cause dee teck de horses an' mules — we done get use' 
to dat, an' dat jes' meek 'em mad and high-sperited — 
but 'cause Richmon' done fall an' Gener'l Lee sur- 
rendered. Ef dee didn' cry! When Richmon' fall 
dee wuz 'stonished, but dee say dat ain' meek no dif- 
funce, Gener'l Lee gwine whip 'em yit ; but when 
dee heah Gener'l Lee done surrender dee gin up ; 
fust dee wouldn' b'lieve it, but dee sut'n'y wuz 

42 Meh Ladv 

strusted. Dee grieve bout dat 'mos' much as when 
Marse Phil die. Mistis she ain' nuver rekiver. She 
wuz al'ays sickly and in bed after dat, and Meh Lady 
and Hannah dee use' to nuss her. 

*' After de fust year or so mos' o' de folks went 
away. Meh Lady she tell 'em dee better go, dat dee'l 
fine dem kin do mo' for 'em en she kin now ; heap on 
'em say dee ain' gwine way, but after we so po' dee 
went 'way, dthough Meh Lady sell some Mistis' dia- 
monds to buy 'em some'n to eat while dee dyah. 

" Well, 'twan' so ve'y long after dis, or maybe 
'twuz befo', 'twuzjes' after Richmon' fall, Mistis get 
a letter fum de Cun'l — dat's Cap'n Wilton ; he done 
Cun'l den, — tellin' her he want her to le' him come 
down an' see her an' Meh Lady, an' he been love 
Meh Lady all de time sence he wounded heah in de 
war, an' al'ays will love her, an' won' she le' him help 
her any way ; dat he owe Mistis an' Meh Lady he 
life. Hannah heah 'em read it. De letter 'sturb 
Mistis might'ly, an' she jes' put it in Meh Lady' ban's 
an' tun way widout a wud. 

"Meh Lady, Hannah say, set right still a minute 
an' look mighty solemn ; den she look at Mistis sort 
o' sideways, an' den she say, ' Tell him. No.' An' 
Mistis went over an' kiss her right sorf 

Meh Lady 4^ 

''An' dat evenin' I cyar de letter whar Mistis 
write to de office. 

" Well, 'twarn" so much time after dat dee begin 
to sue Mistis on Marster's debts. We heah dee suin' 
her in de co't, an' Mistis she teck to her bed reglar 
wid so much trouble, an' say she hope she won' nuver 
live to see de place sold, an' Meh Lady she got to 
byah ev'ything. She used to sing to Mistis an' read 
to her an' try to hearten her up, meckin' out dat 
'tain' meek no diffunce. Hit did do', an' she know 
it, cause we po' now, sho' nough; an' dee wuz po'er 
'n Hannah an' me, 'cause de Ian' ain' got nobody to 
wuck it an' no team to wuck it wid, an' we ain' know 
who it b'longst to, an' hit done all grow up in bushes 
an' blackberry briers ; ev'y year hit grow up mo' an 
mo , an' we gittin' po'er an' po'er. Mistis she boun' 
to have flour, ain' been use to nuttin' but de fines' 
bread, jes' as white as you' shut, an' she so sickly 
now she got to have heap o' things, tell Meh Lady 
fyar at her wits' een to git em. Dat's all I ever see 
her cry 'bout, when she ain' got nuttin' to buy what 
Mistis want. She use to cry 'bout dat dthough. 
But Mistis ain' know nottin' 'bout dat : she think 
Meh Lady got heap men she is, bein' shet up in her 
room now all de time. De doctor say she got 'sump- 

44 Meh Lady 

tion, an' Meh Lady doin' all she kin to keep t fum 
her how po' we is, smilin' an' singin' fur her. She 
jes' whah herse'f out wid it, nussin' her, wuckin' fur 
her, singin' to her. Hit used to hu't me sometimes 
to heah de chile singin' of a evenin' things she use to 
sing in ole times, like she got ev'ything on uth same 
as befo' de war, an' I know she jes' singin' to ease 
Mistis' mine, an' maybe she hongry right now. 

"'Twuz den I went an' git de rest o' de money de 
Cap'n gi' me dat night fum onder de j'ice (I had done 
spend right smart chance on it gittin' things, meckin' 
b'lieve I meek it on de farm), an' I put it in meh ole 
hat an' cyar it to Meh Lady, 'cause it sort o' hern 
anyways, an' her face sort o' light up when she see de 
gold shinin', 'cause she sut'n'y had use for it, an' she 
ax me whar I git so much money, an' I tell her some- 
body gi' t to me, an' she say what I gwine do wid it. 
An' I tell her it hern, an' she say how, an' I tell her 
I owe it to her for rent, an' she bust out cryin' so 
she skeer me. She say she owe me an' her mammy 
ev'ything in de wull, an' she know we jes' stayin' wid 
'em cause dee helpless, an' sich things, an' she cry so 
I upped an' tole her how I come by de money, an' 
she stop an' listen good. Den she say she cyarn' tech 
a cent o' dat money, an' she oodn', mon, tell I tell her 

Meh Ladv 4^ 

I wan' buy de mule ; an' she say she consider him 
mine now, an' ef he ain' she gi' him to me, an' I say, 
nor, I wan' buy him. Den she say how much he 
wuth, an' I say, he wuth a hunderd dollars, but I ain' 
got dat much right now, I kin owe her de res' ; an' 
she breck out laughin', like when she wuz a little girl 
an' would begin to laugh ef you please her, wid de 
tears on her face an' dress, sort o' April-like. Hit 
gratify me so, I keep on at it, but she say she'll teck 
twenty dollars for de mule an' no mo', an' I say I 
ain' gwine disqualify dat mule wid no sich price ; den 
pres'n'y we gree on forty dollars, an' I pay it to her, 
an' she sont me up to Richmon' next day to git 
things for Mistis, an' she al'ays meek it a pint after 
dat to feed George a little somen' ev'y day. 

" Den she teck de school ; did you know 'bout 
dat ? Dat de school-house right down de road a lit- 
tle piece. I reckon you see it as you come long, I 
ain' b'lieve it when I heah 'em say Meh Lady gwine 
teach it. 1 say, *She teach niggers ! dat she ain' ! not 
my young mistis.' But she laugh at me an' Hannah, 
an' say she been teachin' de colored chil'n all her life, 
ain' she ? an' she wan' Hannah an' me to ease Mistis' 
min' 'bout it ef she say anything. I sut'n'y was 
'posed to it, do'; an' de colored chil'n she been teach- 

46 Meh Lady 

in' wuz diffunt — dee b'longst to her. But she al'ays 
so sot on doin" what she gwine do, she meek vou 
b'lieve she right don' keer what 'tis ; an' I tell her 
pres'n'y. all right, but ef dem niggers impident to 
her, jes' le' me know an' I'll come down dyah an' 
wyah 'em out. So she went reg'lar, walk right 'long 
dis ve'y parf wid her books an' her little basket. An' 
sometimes I'd bring de mule for her to ride home ef 
she been up de night befo' wid Mistis ; but she wouldn' 
ride much, cause she think George got to wuck. 

"Tell 'long in de spring Meh Lady she done breck 
down, what wid teachin' school, an' settin' up, an' 
bein' so po', stintin' for Mistis, an' her face gittin' 
real white 'stid o' pink like peach-blossom, as it used 
to be, on'y her eyes dee bigger an' prettier'n ever, 
'sep' dee look tired when she come out o' Mistis' 
chamber an' lean 'g'inst de do', lookin' out down de 
lonesome road; an' de doctor whar come from Rich- 
mon' to see Mistis, 'cause de ain' no doctor in de 
neighborhood sence de war, tell Hannah when he went 
'way de larst time 'tain' no hope for Mistis, she mos' 
gone, an' he teck her aside, an' tell her she better look 
mighty good after Meh Lady too ; he say she mos' 
sick as Mistis, an' fust thing^ehe know she'll be gone 
too. Dat 'sturb Hannah might'ly. 

"An' soiiictiiiics Pd bring dc nuilc for her to ride home 
ef she been up de night befd wid MistisP 

Meh Lady 4j 

" Well, so 'twuz tell in de spring. I had done 
plant meh corn, an' it hed done come up right good; 
'bout mos' eight acres, right below the barn whar de 
Ian' strong (I couldn' put in no mo' 'cause de mule 
he wuz mighty ole) ; an' come a man down heah one 
mornin', ridin' a sway-back sorrel horse, an' say dee 
gwine sell de place in 'bout a mont'. Meh Lady hed 
gone to school, an' I ain' le' him see Mistis, nor tell 
him whar Meh Lady is nuther ; I jes' teck de message 
an' call Hannah so as she kin git it straight ; an' 
when Meh Lady come home dat evenin' I tell her. 
She sut'n'y did tu'n white, an' dat night she ain' sleep 
a wink. After she put her ma to sleep, she come out 
to her mammy' house, an' fling herself on Hannah' 
bed an' cry an' cry. 'Twuz jes' as ef her heart gwine 
breck; she say 'twould kill her ma, an' hit did. 

" Mistis she boun' to heah 'bout it, 'cause Meh 
Lady 'bleeged to breck it to her now ; and at fust it 
'peared like she got better on it, she teck mo' notice- 
ment o' ev'ything, an' her eyes look bright and shiny. 
She ain' know not yit 'bout how hard Meh Lady 
been had to scufile ; she say she keep on after her to 
git herse'f some new clo'es, a dress an' things, an' she 
oont; an' Meh Lady would jes' smile, tired like, an' 
say she teachin' now, and don' want no mo' 'n she 

48 Meh Lady 

got, an' her smile meek me mos' sorry like she 

"So hit went on tell jes befo' de sale. An' one 
day Meh Lady she done lef her ma settin' in her 
cheer by de winder, whar she done fix her good wid 
pillows, an' she done gone to school, an' Hannah 
come out whar I grazin' de mule on de ditch-bank, 
an' say Mistis wan' see me toreckly. I gi' Hannah 
de lines, an' I went in an' knock at de do', an' when 
Mistis ain' heah, I went an' knock at de chamber do' 
an' she tell me to come in ; an' I ax her how she is, 
an' she say she ain' got long to stay wid us, an' she 
wan' ax me somen, and she wan' me tell her de truth, 
an' she say I al'ays been mighty faithful an' kind to 
her an' hern, an' she hope Gord will erward me an' 
Hannah for it, an' she wan' me now to tell her de 
truth. When she talk dat way, hit sut'n'y hut me, 
an' I tole her I sut'n'y would tell her faithful. Den 
she went on an' ax me how we wuz gettin' on, an' ef we 
ain' been mighty po', an' ef Meh Lady ain' done stint 
herse'f more'n she ever know ; an' I tell her all 'bout it, 
ev'ything jes' like it wuz — de fatal truth, 'cause I 
done promised her ; an' she sut'n'y was grieved, I tell 
you, an' the tears roll down an' drap off her face on 
de pillow; an' pres'n'y she say she hope Gord would 

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forgive her, an' she teck out her breast dem little 
rocks jVIarster gi' her when she married, whar hed 
been ole Mistis', an' she say she gin up all the urrs, but 
dese she keep to gi' JSIeh Lady when she married, an' 
now she feared 'twuz pride, an' Gord done punish her, 
lettin' her chile starve, but she ain' know 'bout hit 
'zactly, an' ign'ance he forgive ; an' she went on an' 
talk 'bout Warster an' ole times when she fust come 
home a bride, an' 'bout Marse Phil an' Meh Lady, 
tell she leetle mo' breck my heart, an' de tears rain 
down my face on de flo'. She sut'n'y talk beautiful. 
Den she gi' me de diamonds, an' dee shine like a 
handful of lightning-bugs ! an' she tell me to teck 
'em an' teck keer on 'em, an' gi' 'em to JSIeh Lady 
some time after she gone, an' not le' nobody else have 
'em ; an' would n' me an' Hannah teck good keer o' 
her, an' stay wid her, and not le' her wuck so hard, 
an' I tell her we sut'n'y would do dat. Den her voice 
mos' gin out an' she 'peared mighty tired, but hit 
look like she got some'n still on her min', an' pres'n'y 
she say I mus' come close, she mighty tired : an' I sort 
o' ben' todes her, an' she say she wan' me after she 
gone, as soon as I kin, to get the wud to Meh Lady s 
cousin whar wuz heah wounded indurin' o' de war 
dat she dead, an' dat ef he kin help her chile, an' be 

^o Meh Lady 

her pertector, she know he'll do it; an' I ain' to le' 
Meh Lady know nuttin' 'bout it, not nuttin' 't all, 
an' to tell him she lef ' him her blessin'. Den she git 
so faint, I run an' call Hannah, an' she come runnin' 
an' gi' her some sperrits, an' tell me to teck de mule 
an' go after Meh Lady toreckly, an' so I did. When 
she got dyah, do', Mistis done mos' speechless ; Han- 
nah hed done git her in de bed, which wan't no trouble, 
she so light. She know Meh Lady, do', an' try 
to speak to her two or t ' ee times, but dee ain' meek 
out much mo' 'n Gord would bless her and teck keer 
on her ; an' she die right easy jes' befo' mornin'. An' 
Meh Lady ax me to pray, an' I did. She sut'n'y die 
peaceful, an' she look jes' like she smilin' after she 
dead; she sut'n'y wuz ready to go. 

'* Well, Hannah and Meh Lady lav her out in her 
bes' frock, an' she sho'ly look younger'n I ever see 
her look sence Richmon' fell, ef she ain' look young- 
er'n she look sence befo' de war; an' de neighbors, 
de few dat's left, an' de black folks roun' come, an' 
we bury her de evenin' after in the gyardin' right side 
Marse Phil, her fust-born, whar we know she wan' be; 
an' her mammv she went in de house after dat to stay 
at night in the room wid Meh Lady, an' I sleep on 
the front po'ch to teck keer de house. 'Cause we 

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sut'n'y wuz 'sturbed 'bout de chile ; she ain' sleep an' 
she ain' eat an' she ain' cry none, an' Hannah say dat 
ain' reasonable, which taint, 'cause womens dee cry 
sort o' 'natchel. 

*' But so 'twuz ; de larst time she cry wuz dat 
evenin' she come in Hannah's house, an' fling herse'f 
on de bed, an' cry so grievous 'cause dee gwine sell 
de place, an' 'twould kill her ma. She ain' cry no 
mo' ! 

" Well, after we done bury JSIistis, as I wuz sayin', 
we sut'n'y wuz natchelly tossified 'bout Meh Lady. 
Hit look like what de doctor say wuz sut'n'y so, an' 
she gwine right after her ma. 

" I try to meek her ride de mule to school, an' tell 
her I ain' got no use for him, I got to thin de corn ; 
but she oodn't; she say he so po' she don' like to gi' 
him no mo' wuck'n necessary ; an' dat's de fact, he 
wuz mighty po' 'bout den, cause de feed done gi' 
out an' de grass ain' come good yit, an' when mule 
bline an' ole he mighty hard to git up ; but he been 
a good mule in he time, an' he a good mule yit. 

" So she'd go to school of a mornin', an' me or 
Hannah one'd go to meet her of a evenin' to tote her 
books, 'cause she hardly able to tote herse'f den; an' 
she do right well at school (de chil'un all love her) ; 

52 Meh Lady 

twuz when she got home she so sufferin'; den her 
mind sort o' wrastlin wid itself, an' she jes' set down 
an' think an' study an' look so grieved. Hit sut n'y 
did hut me an' Hannah to see her settin' dyah at de 
winder o' Mistis' chamber, leanin' her head on her 
han' an' jes' lookin' out all de evenin' so lonesome, 
and she look beautiful too. Hannah say she grievin' 
herself to death. 

"Well, dat went on for mo' 'n six weeks, and de 
chile jes' settin' dyah ev'y night all by herse'f wid de 
moonlight shinin' all over her, meckin' her look so 
pale. Hannah she tell me one night I got to do 
some'n, an' I sav. 'What 'tis?' An' she say I got 
to git de wud dat Mistis say to de Cap'n, dat de chile 
need a pertector, an' I say, ' How ? ' And she say I 
got to write a letter. Den I say, ' I cyarn' neither 
read nor write, but I can get Meh Lady to write it ; 
an' she say, nor I cyarn', cause ain' Mistis done 
spressify partic'lar Meh Lady ain' to know nuttin' 
'bout it? Den I say, 'I kin git somebody at de post- 
office to write it, an' I kin pay 'em in eggs;' an' she 
say she ain' gwine have no po' white folks writin' 
an' spearin' 'bout Mistis' business. Den I say, ' How 
I gwine do den ? ' An' she studv a little while, an' 
den she say I got to teck de mule an' go fine him. I 

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say, ' Hi ! Good Gord ! Hannah, how I gwine fine 
him ? De Cap'n live way up yander in New York, 
or somewhar or nuther, an' dat's furrer'n Lynchbu'g, 
an' I'll ride de mule to death befo' I git dyah ; be- 
sides I ain' got nuttin' to feed him.' 

*' But Hannah got argiment to all dem wuds ; she 
say I got tongue in meh head, an' I kin fine de way ; 
an' as to ridin' de mule to death, I kin git down an' 
le' him res', or I kin lead him. an' I kin graze him 
side de road ef fialks so stingy nobody oon le' me 
graze him in dee pahsture. Den she study little 
while, an' den say she got it now — I must go to 
Richmon' an' sell de mule, an' teck de money an' git 
on de cvars an' fine him. Hannah, I know, she gwine 
wuck it, 'cause she al'ays a powerful han' to ravel 
anything. But it sut'n'y did hut me to part wid dat 
mule, he sich a ambitious mule ; an' I tell Hannah I 
ain' done sidin' meh corn ; an' she say dat ain' meek 
no diff'unce; she gwine hoe de corn after I gone, an' 
de chile grievin' so she feared she'll die, an' what good 
sidin' corn gwine do den ? she grievin' mo'n she 
'quainted wid, Hannah say. So I wuz to go to Rich- 
mon' nex' mornin" but one, befo' light, an' Hannah 
she wash meh shut nex' day, an' cook meh rations 
while Meh Lady at school. Well, I knock off wuck 

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right early nex' evenin' 'bout two hours be-sun, 'cause 
I wan' rest de mule, an' after grazin" him for a while 
in de yard, I put him in he stall, an' gi' him a half- 
peck o' meal, 'cause dat de lahst night I gwine feed 
him ; and soon as I went in wid de meal he swi'ch 
his tail an' hump hese'f jes' like he gwine kick me; 
dat's de way he al'ays do when he got anything 'g'inst 
you, 'cause you sich a fool or anything, 'cause mule got 
aheap o' sense when you know 'em. Well, I think he 
jes' aggrivated 'cause he know I gwine sell him, an' I 
holler at him right swere like I gwine cut him in two, 
to fool him ef I kin, an' meek him b'lieve 'tain' nuttin' 
de matter. 

" An' jes' den I heah a horse steppin' long right 
brisk, an' I stop an' listen, an' de horse come 'long de 
pahf right study an' up todes de stable. I say, ' Hi ! 
who dat ? ' an' when I went to de stall do', dyah wuz 
a gent'man settin' on a strange horse wid two white 
foots, an' a beard on he face, an' he hat pulled 
over he eyes to keep de sun out'n em ; an' when he 
see me, he ride on up to de stable, an' ax me is Meh 
Lady at de house an' how she is, an' a whole parecel 
o' questions ; an' he so p'inted in he quiration I ain' 
had time to study ef I ever see him beto', but I don' 
think I is. He a mighty straight, fine-lookin' gent'- 

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man do', wid he face right brown like he been wuckin', 
an' I ain' able to fix him no ways. Den he tell me 
he heah o' Mistis' death, an' he jes' come 'cross de 
ocean, an' he wan' see Meh Lady partic'lar ; an' I tell 
him she at school, but it mos' time for her come 
back ; an' he ax whichaways, an' I show him de pahf, 
an' he git down an' ax me ef I cyarn feed he horse, 
an' I tell him, ' In co'se,' do' Gord knows I ain' got 
nuttin' to feed him wid 'sep' grahss ; but I ain' gwine 
le' him know dat ; so I ax him to walk to de house 
an' teck a seat on de po'ch tell Meh Lady come, an' I 
teck de horse an' cyar him in de stable like I got de 
corn-house full o' corn. An' when I come out I 
look, an' dyah he wuz gwine stridin' 'way cross de 
fiel' long de pahf whar Meh Lady comin'. 

" ' Well,' I say, ' Hi ! now he gwine to meet Meh 
Lady, an' I ain' know he name nur what he want,' 
an' I study a little while wherr I should go an' fine 
Hannah or hurry myse'f an' meet Meh Lady. Not dat 
I b'lieve he gwine speak out de way to Meh Lady, 
'cause he sut'n'y wuz quality, I see dat ; I know hit 
time I look at him settin' dyah so straight on he 
horse, 'mindin' me of Marse Phil, an' he voice hit 
sholy wuz easy when he name Meh Lady' name 
and Mistis'; but I ain' know but what he somebody 

^6 Mch Lady 

wan' to buy de place, an' I know Meh Lady ain' wan' 
talk 'bout dat, an' ain' wan' see strangers no way ; so 
I jes' lip out 'cross de fiel' th'oo a nigher way to hit 
de pahf at dis ve'y place whar de gap wuz, an' whar I 
thought Meh Lady mighty apt to res' ef she tired or 

" An' I hurry long right swift to git heah befo' de 
white gent'man kin git heah, an' all de time I tu'nnin' 
in meh mine whar I done heah anybody got voice 
sound deep an' cler like dat, an' ax questions ef Meh 
Lady well, dat anxious, an' I cyarn' git it. An' by 
dat time I wuz done got right to de tu'n in de pahf 
dyah, mos out o' breaf, an' jes' as I tu'nned round 
dat clump o' bushes I see Meh Lady settin' right 
dyah on de 'bankment whar de gap use' to be, wid 
her books by her side on de groun', her hat off at her 
feet, an' her head leanin' for'ard in her ban's, an' her 
hyah mos' tumble down, an' de sun jes' techin' it 
th'oo de bushes ; an' hit all come to me in a minute, 
jes' as cler as ef she jes' settin' on de gap dyah yistidy 
wid de rose-leaves done shatter all down on de groun' 
by her, an' Cap'n Wilton kissin' her han' to comfort 
her, an' axin' her oon' she le' him come back some 
time to love her. An' I say, 'Dyah! 'fo Gord ! ef I 
ain' know him soon as I lay meh eyes on him ! De 

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pertector done come ! ' Den I know huccome dat 
mule act so 'sponsible. 

" An' jes' den he come walkin' long down de pahf, 
wid he hat on de back o' he head an' he eyes on her 
right farst, an' he face look so tender hit look right 
sweet. She think hit me, an' she ain' move nor look 
up tell he call her name ; den she look up right swift, 
an' give a sort o' cry, an' her face light up like she 
tu'n't to de sun, an' he retch out bofe he ban's to 
her; an' I slip back so he couldn' see me, an' come 
long home right quick to tell Hannah. 

" I tell her I know him soon as I see him, but 
she tell me dat's a lie, 'cause ef I had I'd 'a' come an' 
tell her 'bout hit, an' not gone down dyah interferin' 
wid white folks ; an' she say I ain' nuver gwine have 
no sense 'bout not knowin' folks, dat he couldn' 
fool her; an' I don' b'lieve he could, a'tho' I ain' 
'low dat to Hannah, 'cause hit don' do to 'gree wid 
wimens too much ; dee git mighty sot up by it, an' 
den dee ain' al'ays want it, nuther. Well, she went 
in de house, an' dus' ev'ything, an' fix all de funiture 
straight, an' set de table for two, a thing ain' been 
done not sence Mistis tooken sick ; an' den I see her 
gwine 'roun' de rose-bushes mighty busy, an' when 
she sont me in de dinin'-room, dyah a whole parecel 

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o flowers she done put in a blue dish in de middle o' 
de table. An' she jes' as 'sumptions 'bout dat thing 
as ef 'twuz a fifty-cents somebody done gi' her. 
Well, den she come out, an' sich a cookin' as she 
hed ; ef she ain' got more skillets an' spiders on dat 
fire den I been see dyah for I don' know how long. 
It fyah do me good ! 

" Well, pres'n'y heah dee come walkin' mighty 
aged-like, an' I think it all right, an' dee went up on 
de po'ch an' shake hands a long time, an' den, meh 
King! you know he tu'n roun' an' come down de 
steps, an' she gone in de house wid her handcher to 
her eyes, cryin'. I call Hannah right quick an' say, 
' Hi, Hannah, good Gord A'mighty ! what de motter 
now ? ' an' Hannah she look ; den widout a wu'd she 
tun roun' an' walk right straight long de pahf to de 
house, an' went in th'oo de dinin'-room an' into de 
hall, an' dyah she fine de chile done fling herself down 
on her face on de sofa, cryin' like her heart broke ; 
an' she ax her what de matter, an' she say, *Nuttin',' 
an' Hannah say, ' What he been sayin' to you ? ' an' 
she say, ' Nuttin' ; ' an' Hannah say, ' You done sen' 
him 'way } ' an' she say, ' Yes.' Den Hannah she 
tell her what Mistis tell me de day she die, an' she 
sav she stop cryin' sort o', but she cotch hold de 

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pillar right tight, an' she say pres'n'y. ''Please go 
way,' an' Hannah come 'way an come outdo s. 

"An' de Cap'n, when he come down de steps, he 
went to Meh Lady' rose-bush an' pull a rose off it, 
an' put 't in a little book in he pocket; an' den he 
come down todes we house, an' he face mighty pale 
an' 'strusted lookin', an' he sut'n'y wuz glad to see 
me, an' he laugh' a little bit at me for lettin' him fool 
me ; but I tell him he done got so likely an' agree- 
able lookin', dat de reason I ain' know him. An' he 
ax me to git he horse, an' jes' den Hannah come out 
de house, an' she ax him whar he gwine ; an' he 'spon' 
dat he gwine home, an' he don' reckon he'll ever see 
us no mo'; an' he say he thought when he come may- 
be 'twould be diff'unt, an' he had hoped maybe he'd 
'a' been able to prove to Meh Lady somen he wan' 
prove, an' get her to le' him teck keer o' her an' we 
all ; dat's what he come ten thousand miles fur, he 
say ; but she got somen on her mine, he say, she 
cyarn' git over, an' now he got to go 'way, an' he say 
he want us to teck keer on her, an' stay wid her al'ays. 
and he gwine meek it right, an' he gwine lef ' he name 
in Richmon' wid a gent'man, an' gi' me he 'dress, an' 
I mus' come up dyah ev'y month an' git what he 
gwine lef dyah, an' report how we all is ; an' he say 

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he ain' got nuttin" to do now but to try an' reward 
us all fur all our kindness to him, an' keep us easy, 
but he wan' nuver comin' back, he guess, 'cause he 
got no mo' hope now he know Meh Lady got dat on 
her mine he cyarn' git over. An' he look down in de 
gyardin todes the graveyard when he say dat, an' he 
voice sort o' broke. Hannah she heah him th'oo 
right study, an' he face look mighty sorrowful, an' he 
voice done mos' gin out when he say Meh Lady got 
that on her mine he cyarn' git over. 

"Den Hannah she upped an' tole him he sut'n'y 
ain' got much sense ef he come all dat way he say, an' 
gwine 'way widout Meh Lady ; dat de chile been dat 
pesterin' herse'f sence her ma die she ain' know what 
she wan' mos', an' got on her mine ; an' ef he ain' got 
de dictationment to meek her know, he better go long 
back whar he come fum, an' he better ain' nuver set 
he foot heah ; an' she say he sut'n'y done gone back 
sence he driv dem Yankees out de do' wid he s'o'de, 
an' settin' dyah on he nick-tail horse at de gate so 
study, an' she say ef twuz dat man he'd be married 
dis evenin'. Oh ! she was real savigrous to him, 
'cause she sut'n'y wuz outdone ; an' she tell him what 
Mistis tell me de day she 'ceasted, ev'y wud jes like 
I tell you settin' heah, an' she say, Now he can go 

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'long, 'cause ef he ain' gwine be pertector to de chile 
de plenty mo' sufferin' to be, dat dee pesterin' her all 
de time, an' she jes' oon' have nuttin' 't all to do wid 
'em, dats all. Wid dat she tu'n 'roun' an' gone long 
in her house like she ain' noticin' him, an' he, suh ! 
he look like day done broke on 'im. I see darkness 
roll off him, an' he tun roun' an' stride long back to 
de house, an' went up de steps thee at a time. 

'*An' dee say when he went in, de chile was dyah 
on de sofa still wid her head in de pillow cryin', 'cause 
she sut'n'y did keer for him all de time, an' ever sence 
he open he eyes an' look at her so cu'yus, settin' dyah 
by him fannin' him all night to keep him fum dyin', 
when he layin' dyah wounded in de war. An' de on'v 
thing is she ain' been able to get her premission to 
marry him cause he wuz fightin' g'inst we all, an' 
'cause she got t in her mine dat Mistis don' wan' her 
to marry him for dat recount. An' now he gone she 
layin' dyah in de gre't hall cryin' on de sofa to herse'f, 
so she ain' heah him come up de steps, tell he went 
up to her, and kneel down by her, an' put he arm 
'roun' her and talk to her lovin'. 

"Hannah she went in th'oo de chamber pres'n'y to 
peep an' see ef he got any sense yit, an' when she 
come back she ain' say much, but she sont me to de 

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spring, an' set to cookin' ag'in mighty induschus, an' 
she say he tryin' to swade de chile to marry him to- 
morrow. She oon' tell me nuttin' mo' 'cep' dat de 
chile seem mighty peaceable, an' she don' know wherr 
she'll marry him toreckly or not, 'cause she heah her 
say she ain' gwine marry him ai all, an' she cyarn' 
marry him to-morrow 'cause she got her school, an' 
she ain' got no dress ; but she place heap o' 'pendence 
in him, Hannah say, an' he gone on talkin' mightv 
sensible, like he gwine marry her wherr or no, an' he 
dat protectin' he done got her head on he shoulder an' 
talkin' to her jes' as 'fectionate as ef she b'longst to 
him an' — she ain' say he kiss her, but I done notice 
partic'lar she ain' say he ain' ; an' she say de chile 
sut'n'y is might' satisfied, an' dat all she gwine recite, 
an' I better go 'long an' feed white-folk's horse stid 
o' interferin' long dee business ; an' so I did, an' I gi' 
him de larst half-peck o' meal Hannah got in de barrel. 

" An' when I come back to de house, Hannah done 
cyar in de supper an' waitin' on de table, an' dee set- 
tin' opposite one nurr talkin'. an' she po'in out he 
tea, an' he tellin' her things to make her pleased an' 
look pretty, 'cross Hannah' flowers in de blue bowl 
twix' 'em. Hit meek me feel right young. 

'^ Well, after supper dee come out an' went to 

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walk 'bout de yard, an' pres'n'y dee stop at dat red 
rose-bush, and I see him teck out he pocket-book an' 
teck somen out it, and she say somen, an' he put he 
arm — ne'm' mine, ef Hannah ain' say he kiss her, I 
know — 'cause de moon come out a little piece right 
den an' res' on em, an' she sut'n'y look beautiful 
wid her face sort o' tunned up to him, smilin'. 

"You mine, do', she keep on tellin' him she ain' 
promise to marry him, an' of co'se she cyarn' marry 
him to-morrow like he say ; she ain' nuver move fum 
dat. But dat ain' 'sturb he mine now; he keep on 
laughin' study. Tell, 'bout right smart while after 
supper, he come out an' ax me cyarn' I git he horse. 
I say, 'Hi! what de matter.? Whar you gwine ? I 
done feed yo' horse.' 

" He laugh real hearty, an' say he gwine to de 
Co'te House, an' he wan' me to go wid him ; don' I 
think de mule kin stan' it ? an' her mammy will teck 
keer Meh Lady. 

" I tell him, ' In cose, de mule kin stan' it.' 

" So in 'bout a hour we wuz on de road, an' de 
last thing Meh Lady say wuz she cyarn' marry him ; 
but he come out de house laughin', an' he sut'n'y 
wuz happy, an' he ax me all sort o' questions 'bout 
Meh Lady, an' Marse Phil, an' de ole times. 

64 Meh Lady 

" We went by de preacher's an' wake him up befo' 
day, an' he say he'll drive up dyah after breakfast; 
an' den we went on 'cross to de Co'te House, an' alto- 
gether 'twuz about twenty-five miles, an' hit sut'n'y 
did push ole George good, 'cause de Cun'l wuz a 
hard rider like all we all white folks ; he come mighty 
nigh givin' out, I tell you. 

"We got dyah befo' breakfast, an' wash' up, an' 
pres'n'y de cluck. Air. Taylor, come, an' de Cun'l 
went over to de office. In a minute he call me, an' I 
went over, an' soon as I git in de do' I see he mighty 
pestered. He say, * Heah, Billy, you know you' young 
mistis' age, don't vou ? I want you to prove it.' 

" ' Hi ! yes, suh, co'se I knows it,' I says. * Want I 
right dyah when she born .? Mistis got she an' 
Marse Phil bofe set down in de book at home.' 

"* Well, jes' meek oath to it,' says he, easy like, 
'She's near twenty-three, ain't she ? ' 

" ' Well, 'fo' Gord ! Marster, I don' know 'bout 
dat,' says I. 'You know mo' 'bout dat 'n I does,' 
I says, ' 'cause you can read. I know her age,' I says, 
' 'cause I right dyah when she born; but how ole she 
is, I don' know,' I says. 

"'Cyarn' you swear she's twenty-one.?' says he, 
right impatient. 

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' * Well, nor, suh, dat I cyarn', ' I says. 

*' Well, he sut'n'y looked aggrivated, but he ain* 
say nuttin', he jes' tun to Mr. Taylor an' say: 

" * Kin I get a fresh horse heah, suh ? I kin ride 
home an' get de proof an' be back heah in fiv^e hours, 
ef I can get a fresh horse; I'll buy him and pay well 
for him, too.' 

" * It's forty miles dyah and back,' says Mr. Taylor. 

" ' I kin do it ; I'll be back heah at half-past twelve 
o'clock sharp,' says de Cun'l, puttin' up he watch an' 
pullin' on he gloves an' tu'nnin' to de do'. 

" Well, he look so sure o' what he kin do, I feel 
like I 'bleeged to help him, an' I say : 

" ' I ain't know wherr Meh Lady twenty-th'ee or 
twenty-one, 'cause I ain' got no larnin', but I know 
she born on a Sunday de thrashin'-wheat time two 
year after Marse Phil wuz born, whar I cyar' in dese 
ahms on de horse when he wuz a baby, an' whar went 
in de ahmy, an' got kilt leadin' he bat'ry in de battle 
cross de oat-fiel' down todes Williamsbu'g, an' de 
gener'l say he'd ruther been him den President de 
Confederate States, an' he's 'sleep by he ma in de ole 
gyardin at home now ; I bury him dyah, an' hit's 
"■'Cun'l" on he tombstone dyah now.' 

" De Cun'l tun roun' an' look at Mr. Taylor, an' 

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Mr. Taylor look out de winder ('cause he know 'twuz 
so. 'cause he wuz in Marse Phil' bat'ry ). 

"'You needn' teck vou' ride,' says he, sort o' 
whisperin'. An' de Cun'l pick up a pen an' write a 
little while, an' den he read it, an' he had done write 
jes' what I say, wud for wud ; an' Mr. Taylor meek me 
kiss de book, 'cause 'tvv'uz true, an' he say he gwine 
spread it in de ' Reecord ' jes' so. for all de wull to see. 

"Den we come on home, I ridin' a horse de Cun'l 
done hire to rest de mule, an' I mos' tired as he, but 
de Cun'l he ridin' jes' as fresh as ef he jes' start; an' 
he brung me a nigh way whar he learnt in de war, he 
say, when he used to slip th'oo de lines an" come at 
night forty miles jes' to look at de house an' see de 
light shine in Meh Ladv' winder, while I studyin'. 

" De preacher an' he wife wuz dyah when we git 
home ; but you know Meh Lady ain' satisfied in her 
mine yit? She say she do love him, but she don' 
know wherr she ought to marry him, 'cause she ain' 
got nobodv to 'vise her. But he say he gwine be her 
'viser from dis time, an' he lead her to de do' an kiss 
her; an' she went to git ready, an' de turr lady wid 
her, an' her mammv wait on her, while I wait on de 
Cun'l, an' be he bodv-servant, an' git he warm water 
to shave, an' he cut off all he beard 'sep" he mustache, 

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'cause Meh Lady jes' say de man she knew didn' hed 
no beard on he face. An' Hannah she sut'n'v wiiz 
comical, she ironin" an' sewin' dyah so induschus she 
oon' le" me come in meh own house. 

" Well, pres'n'y we wuz readv, an' we come out in 
de hall, an' de Cun'l went in de parlor whar dee wuz 
gwine be married, an' de preacher he wuz in dyah, 
an' dee chattin' while we waitin' fur Meh Lady : an' I 
jes' slip out an' got up in de j'ice an' git out dem lit- 
tle rocks whar Aiistis gin' me an' blow de dust off em 
good, and good Gord ! ef dee didn' shine ! I put em 
in meh pocket an' put on meh clean shu't an' come 
'long back to de house. Hit right late now, todes 
evenin', an' de sun wuz shinin' all 'cross de yard an' 
th'oo de house, an' de Cun'l he so impatient he cyarn' 
set still, he jes' champin' he bit ; so he git up an' 
walk 'bout in de hall, an' he sut'n'y look handsome an' 
young, jes' like he did dat day he stand dyah wid he 
cap in he hand, an' Meh Lady say she ain' claim no kin 
wid him, an' he say he cyarn' intrude on ladies, an' 
back out de front do' so gran', wid he head straight 
up, an' ride to git her de letter, an' now he walkin' in 
de hall waitin' to marrv her. An' all on a sudden, 
Hannah fling de do' wide open, an' Meh Lady walked 
out ! 

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" Gord ! ef I didn' think "twuz a angel. 

" She Stan' dvah jes' white as snow fum her head to 
wav back down on de flo' behine her, an' her veil done 
fall roun' her like white mist, an' she had some roses 
in her han'. Ef it didn' look like de sun done come 
th'oo de chamber do' wid her, an' blaze all over de 
styars, an' de Cun'l he look like she bline him. An' 
'twuz Hannah an' she, while we wuz "way dat day. 
done fine Mistis' weddin' dress an" veil an' all, down 
to de fan an' little slippers "bout big as two little 
white ears o" pop-corn ; an" de dress had sort o" cob- 
webs all over it, whar Hannah say was lace, an' hit jes' 
fit Meh Lady like Gord put it dvah in de trunk for her. 

" Well, when de Cunl done tell her how beautiful 
she is, an" done meek her walk "bout de hall showin' 
her train, an" she lookin' over her shoulder at it an' 
den at de Cunl to see ef he proud on her, he gin her 
he arm ; an" jes' den I walk up befo' her an' teck dem 
things out meh pocket, an' de Cunl drap her arm an' 
Stan' back, an" I put em roun' her thote an' on her > 
arms, an" gin her de res', an' Hannah put "em on her 
ears, an' dee shine li'ice stars, but her face shine wus'n 
dem, an' she leetle mo' put bofe arms roun' meh neck, 
wld her eves jes' runnin" over. An" den de Cunl gi' 
her he arm, an' dee went in de parlor, an' Hannah an' 

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me behine 'em. An' dyah, facin Mistis' picture an 
Marse Phil's (tooken when he wuz a little boy), 
lookin' down at 'em bofe, dee wuz married. 

"An' when de preacher git to dat part whar ax 
who gin dis woman to de man to be he wife, he sort 
o' wait an' he eye sort o' rove to me discomfused like 
he ax me ef I know ; an' I don' know huccome 'twuz, 
but I think 'bout Marse Jeems an' Mistis when he 
ax me dat, an' 'bout Marse Phil, whar all dead, an' 
all de scufflin' we done been th'oo, an' how de chile 
ain' got nobody to teck her part now 'sep' jes' me; 
an' now, when he wait an" look at me dat way, an" ax 
me dat, I 'bleeged to speak up : — I jes' step for'ard 
an' say : 

" ' Ole Billy.' 

*' An' jes' den de sun crawl roun' de winder shetter 
an' res' on her like it pourin' light all over her. 

"An' dat night when de preacher was gone wid 
he wife, an' Hannah done drapt off to sleep, I wuz 
settin" in de do' wid meh pipe, an' I heah 'em settin' 
dyah on de front steps, dee voice soun'in' low like 
bees, an' de moon sort o' meltin' over de yard, an' I 
sort o' got to studvin', an' hit 'pear like de plantation 
'live once mo', an' de ain' no mo' scufflin', an' de ole 
times done come back ag'in, an' I heah me kerridge- 

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horses stompin' in de stalls, an' de place all cleared 

up ag'in, an' fence all roun' de pahsture, an' I smell 

de wet clover-blossoms right good, an' Marse Phil 

an' JSIeh Lady done come back, an' runnin' all roun' 

me, climbin' up on meh knees, callin' me ' Unc' Billy,' 

an' pesterin' me to go fishin', while somehow, Meh 

Lady an' de Cun'l, settin' dyah on de steps wid dee 

voice hummin' low like water runnin' in de dark — 
v.- -;:- * * * ^ * * 

"An' dat Phil, suh," — he broke off, rising from 
the ground on which we had been seated for some 
time, "dat Phil, suh, he mo' like Marse Phil'n he 
like he pa; an' little Billy — he ain' so ole, but he 
ain' fur behines him." 

"Billy," I said; "he's named after — ?" 
"Go 'way, Marster," he said deprecatingly, "who 
gwine name gent'man after a ole nigger?"